My left ankle. Both hips. The side of my groin that bothered me a year and a half ago. My left calf, which felt as hard as a baseball for the last four miles. Yeah, 10 miles hurts. But it also feels pretty good. When I had jury duty last week, Beth and I talked… Read More 3. ow.
I’m running 10 miles tomorrow. Let me be more specific. I’m traveling 10 miles on foot tomorrow. Some of that will be running. Some will be walking. I was bothered by this mix as recently as a couple weeks ago, but I’m good with the idea tonight. Fred came out from Columbus to join me… Read More 2. ten.
I need to take some lessons from my cat. Things have been … stressful … recently. Getting by as a single-income household, even temporarily, is difficult. I face new challenges at work; I welcome those, because many involve changes that are overdue, but they are difficult nonetheless. It’s a lot of pressure. I don’t like… Read More under pressure.
I saw the guy not too long after Mrs. Crappy dropped me off on the North Shore. He had the same build as me, and although he has much more gray hair than I do, I guessed we were about the same age. But there were plenty of old fat guys getting ready to run… Read More i’m back.
It feels a little different this year. I’m not worried in any fashion about volunteering to sling water during Sunday’s Pittsburgh Marathon, but it feels like it’s more important than usual for me to be there this year. This will be the third time in four years we’ve volunteered to work the race. It’s one… Read More cups of water. and high fives.
I know a ton of people who ran in the Pittsburgh Marathon last weekend — full, half, veterans and first-timers. And I’m proud of each and every single one of you. No matter what the time, you all killed it last week. And let’s be honest: I’m also jealous as hell. I was supposed to… Read More on your mark.
Uncle Crappy 